One day, in the Year of the Fox
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Came a time remembered well,
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When the strong young man of the rising sun
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Heard the tolling of the great black bell.
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One day in the Year of the Fox,
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When the bell began to ring,
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It meant the time had come for one
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to go to the temple of the king.
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There in the middle of the circle he stands,
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Searching, seeking.
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With just one touch of his trembling hand,
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the answer will be found.
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Daylight waits while the old man sings,
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"Heaven help me!"
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And then like the rush of a thousand wings,
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it shines upon the One.
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And the day has just begun.
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One day in the Year of the Fox
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Came a time remembered well,
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When the strong young man of the rising sun
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Heard the tolling of the great black bell.
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One day in the Year of the Fox,
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When the bell began to sing
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It meant the time had come for the One
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to go to the temple of the king.
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There in the middle of the people he stands,
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Seeing, feeling.
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With just a wave of the strong right hand,
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he's gone
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To the temple of the king.
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Far from the circle, at the edge of the world,
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He's hoping, wondering.
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Thinking back on the stories he's heard of
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what he's going to see.
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There, in the middle of a circle it lies.
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"Heaven help me!"
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Then all could see by the shine in his eyes
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The answer had been found.
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Back with the people in the circle he stands,
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Giving, feeling.
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With just one touch of a strong right hand,
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they know Of the temple and the king.
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The Temple Of The King
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Various Artists |